Zone4ord - Real is rare

I feel like I'm one of the realest niggas left When you real, that's when you know that you really blessed
No faking, no Lyin ain't looking for clout just get the check I don't care who got the most ain't competing with the next
Real is real, real is real, real is real No denying that, denying that
Just to get em some money, get em Somme money

get em some money, they slime you out
Niggas ain't real no more, they want the fame
They might do something real, go to the net, which makes it lame
Real is real, real is real, real is real They slime you out they slime you out

I'm feeling like I'm jeezy Last of a Dying Breed
Niggas talk like hoes, put em on Caresha, please
He can be your day one, but he'll merk you for that cheese
You think that's your bitch, but she fucking on the team bitch please

They ain't got no morals, tryna make it to the top
I'm still living off my name, is all a nigga got
Y'all living off how many followers you got
You ain't never held a knot get out the spot

I don't like nobody, so I'm mostly by myself
I'm a real stepper, I don't really need no help
I don't give a fuck about how you feel, if that's how I feel
I'ma tell you what it is, that's the deal

You might got a bag,but your face is bad
You can't go to your hood, man, that shit is sad
You told on your dog, now you labeled as a rat
I ain't working at a office, but I'm speaking fax.

You got a big bag, I ain't callin you big bro
The nigga still a bitch, yeah, the nigga still a hoe
Im tryna up the bag, y'all just tryna up the score
Get the bag and put it up, I ain't getting it for show

I feel like I'm one of the realest niggas left
When you real, that's when you know that you really blessed
No faking, no lying ain't looking for clout just get the check
I don't care who got the most ain't , competing with the next

Yeah, nigga, real is real, real is real
Real is real, no denying that, denying that
Just to get em some money, get em some money
Get em some money, they slime you out

Niggas ain't real no more, they want the fame
They might do something real, go to the net which makes it lame
Yeah, nigga, real is real, real is real
Real is real, they'll slime you out

I gotta feel good when I'm looking in the mirror
Knowing I ain't do no fuck shit, man it'll be all on my mental
Won't catch me doing anything just to get some money
Or fuck with anybody cause they got a little something

Money don't make you real, dawg, what you doing with it
If you ain't taking care of your children, I don't wanna hear it
I can feel the fuck, nigga, all up in my spirit
The way you move, you scary dawg, you seem a lil' timid

Huh, what you scared for? What's in your head, bruh
Don't be dumb, fill your ass up with lead, bruh
I'm the man, bruh, don't need no man, bruh
Check my stance dope boy clean like I'm Frank, son

I Feel like I'm one of the realest niggas left
When you real, that's when you know that you really blessed
No faking, no lying, ain't looking for clout just get the check
I don't care who got the most ain't competing with the next

Yeah, nigga, real is real, real is real, real is real
No denying that, denying that, just to get em some money
Get em some money, get em some money, they'll slime you out

Written by:
James Ford

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